Disclaimer: Once again, I will tell you. The Harry Potter universe belongs to J.K. Rowling. I only own the things here that are Elven that are not already in published works. Elves are a 'myth' and no one can lay claim to creating them. J.R.R. Tolkien can claim the human-like Elf that he had created.
QUICK NOTE: New characters and quite a few places are introduced here. For their pronunciations, check at the bottom of this page. This one took the longest to edit so far, since I had to check over and over with the French and I had to put in pronunciations, making sure I didn't miss anything. I also had to put in descriptions of places and people and make sure I don't miss a detail. There are quite a few spoilers in the pronunciations and details at the bottom. Just a hint…
QUICK NOTE 2: This chapter moves slightly faster than my liking, but I was very inexperienced in speeding things and dropping hints back then. I'm much better now, I swear!
Chapter Four
Harry looked around at his destination unblinkingly. It was a blindingly white room, like the Hospital Wing at Hogwarts, only that it lacked moving paintings. There were other beds in the room around him, donned with white sheets and white pillows like his own bed he was lying in. Some had curtains draped around them to give privacy to whoever it was occupying the bed. He looked at the portrait on the wall above him. There was a very pretty lady on it with red hair and emerald eyes. The person looked oddly like his mother, Lily Evans Potter, when she was eighteen years old, a little time before she became pregnant with him most probably.
"That was my mother," said a voice behind him. He turned his head around, with no pain, surprisingly. He looked at the figure before him. The figure was a female. She had her mother's emerald green eyes and silky black hair that went halfway down her back. She was wearing a blindingly bright white cloak that covered everything except her head, which made her seem to melt into the white walls around him. A sparkling gold tiara was atop of her head. Her face was soft but betrayed no emotion. Even her striking emerald eyes that looked oddly like his, which were supposed to be 'windows to the soul' were empty of emotion. What baffled him most were her ears, which were pointed at the top.
"My mother died when I was very young, protecting my older brother," she said tonelessly. Her soft gaze turned to meet his. "We've been expecting you, Harry James Potter." Harry blinked, gaping slightly at her. How did she know his name? Where was he, anyways? How come he felt no pain? Questions continued popping up in his head at an uncontrollable rate. She continued to gaze at him without wavering although a slight wince could be seen if one looked close enough. As if she could hear his thoughts, she answered, "Everything will be explained to you the day after tomorrow. You must heal properly first and finish the ritual." Without waiting for his answer, she put her hand on hers. "Do not question what is about to happen until the day after tomorrow." He started to speak but found he couldn't, for he was moving again. He felt as if her hand froze him. Suddenly, light engulfed him, blinding his eyesight. His mind screamed at it to let him loose but he did not say a word. He fought to find darkness that he treasured once more. After a while in the light, the light faded and darkness engulfed him.
He was now sitting in a dark chamber. The chamber wasn't dark and grimy like the Chamber of Secrets at all. It was dark, yes, but it was far from grimy. He was sitting on a big chair about twice his size and found the chair draped in gold, silver, and black. In front of him were three brief stairs and the floor seemed to be marble that was black, gold, and silver, like the blankets covering the chair he was in. He didn't know how these things turned to how they were and he was eager to try and find out how they had done it.
"Questions later, Your Highness," said a voice next to him. He turned his head and saw the female from earlier still clothed in white standing next to a hooded man. The man had black hair and deep seemingly endless black eyes. He was taller than the female, who stood at 5'10, by a few inches at 6'2. He was wearing a pure black cloak covering his whole body and face. The man inclined his head towards him as a sign of respect.
"Who are you?" Harry couldn't help but ask. The man let out a deep bark-like laugh. Harry thought he knew that laugh from somewhere but he couldn't point his finger at it.
"I am Lord Elsar of Eirith, Your Majesty," the man answered. He nudged the female lightly. The female remained unfazed but answered anyways.
"I am Princess Aurenia of Atlantis, soon to be ruler of the Ayras," she answered emotionlessly. Princess Aurenia and Lord Elsar stared at him, waiting for a reaction. Harry's mind simply reeled with questions. Princess? Lord? Eirith? Atlantis? Ayra? Your Majesty?
"Like I said before, please save your questions for the day after tomorrow," Princess Aurenia said, as if hearing his questions. Harry nodded mutely, although his questions kept on popping up in his head. Princess Aurenia rubbed her head absently. Lord Elsar put a hand on her shoulder in a comforting way. Princess Aurenia smiled up at him gratefully.
End Flashback
Aure smiled fondly at the memory and grimaced slightly as she remembered the way she had acted. "That was really cold of me to do that, Ember, I apologize," she said to her twin.
"Forgiven," Ember said with a smile. He turned back to the Weasleys, who were hanging on to his every word.
"When you disappeared from that hospital-place, what happened?" Bill asked curiously.
"Oh, that was my first experience Melting," Ember answered. "I'm still not comfortable Melting using Light. Shadows are always the type that suits me. No wonder I hate the Hospital Wing so much…" Hermione cleared her throat for him to continue. Ember smiled at her sheepishly.
"Okay, so I healed the rest of the day," Ember continued. "The next day was the life-changing one, I tell you…"
Flashback
Harry woke up the following day rested, a state he hadn't experienced in a very long time. He found himself in a very large sort of suite. He was currently in the king-sized bed. The bed was donned in black, gold, and silver sheets. It seemed to be the theme color of everything in where he was. There was a bookshelf across the room next to a large window. Next to the bed was a side table with a candleholder. Nine candles were in it, all blown out. There was also a walk-in closet and dresser in the room. Next to the dresser was a mirror the size of the Mirror of Erised.
"I see you have awoken," said a voice behind him. It was the feminine voice of Princess Aurenia. She came up behind him and put a hand on his shoulder.
"Change and put on a cloak over you," she instructed. "Keep your hood up if you don't wish to be recognized." She left the room gracefully, as if gliding. Harry stood up straight and walked to the closet. It was dark in there. Harry grabbed his wand, which had been in his pocket the whole time, and muttered, "Lumos." The light brightened up the whole closet and Harry nearly fell down in surprise.
Many different kinds of clothes hung in a large circular stand. Harry approached it uncertainly. "Where can I find…" he muttered to himself, "…a cloak?" Harry nearly tumbled back in shock as the circular stand swung to the right rapidly and stopped abruptly at the area where cloaks were hung. The clothes swung back and forth because of the sudden stop.
"Whoa," Harry said in awe. He stepped forward once again and flipped through the cloaks. He finally chose a silk black cloak with golden clasps and silver lining. On the back was a silver sword and longbow overlapping each other. Sparks were erupting out of the end of the sword. When he slipped into the cloak, he noticed the softness of the cloak and how it seemed like a second skin to him. He was too busy feeling the softness to realize the sparks on the back of the cloak start to move and form the name 'Ember'.
He walked through a door to his left and found himself in a smaller room with four tables and ten chairs. Behind the tables, there was a small shelf atop a black trunk. He took one of the books from the shelf and opened it. The pages were curiously blank. Shouldn't books have… text in them? After all, it was a book. He flipped through the pages, finding that all of the pages were similar to the others… blank.
"I see you have found the Blank Book," said Lord Elsar's voice from behind him. 'That's original,' Harry thought sarcastically. Lord Elsar beckoned to him. "Come, Harry. You will get a chance to explore after the ritual is completed." Harry nodded and followed Lord Elsar out of his rooms. Together, they walked around the castle, as Harry guessed it was. It probably was the size of Hogwarts, if not larger. There were many intricately shaped columns with large runes carved into them. Harry gazed in wonder around him, trying to carefully remember his way so he could not get lost.
"I used to be a mischief-maker when I was in school," Lord Elsar said conversationally. "We made a map of my school while were in there during our free time. It's with my best friend's son. He's living in this castle right now. Probably roaming the halls right now." He laughed. Something clicked in Harry's mind, but he couldn't figure out what matched. He smiled to himself under his hood and looked up at Lord Elsar's hidden face. He could almost sense a proud smile under that hood. They turned a final corner and stopped at large wooden doors closely matching those at Hogwarts. Harry took a deep breath as Lord Elsar raised his hand to blow open the doors. Lord Elsar paused a little bit and looked at Harry, asking if he was ready. Harry gulped and nodded. The doors blasted open by the magic erupting from Lord Elsar's hand. Harry, too nervous, didn't gape in awe at the display of wandless magic.
"Is this him?" said a curt voice next to Lord Elsar. He heard a rustle of cloth as Lord Elsar nodded. Harry turned slowly and came face-to-face with a greasy-haired, hook-nosed, Snape-look-a-like. Harry jumped a bit at the resemblance of this male and his hated Potions professor.
"Well then, step forward, child," the male said irritably. "My name is Lord Entai and you best not make fun of it," he added, hearing a snort from under the young man's hood. Harry bit back a growl at being called 'child', especially by Lord Entai, this castle's resident Snape, he assumed. It seemed that there was one of those people in every castle. Harry stepped forward obediently. Others came up behind Lord Entai.
"These are the Lords and Ladies of the court," Lord Elsar explained. "Lord Enral of Ethain and Lady Azra of Aladei." A male clad in a black cloak and a female donned in a white cloak bowed to him. It seemed that everybody in this…place…wherever he was...wore either black or white cloak, pointed ears, and had extremely pale complexion. Had they ever seen the sun? Lady Azra and Lord Enral both had blonde hair and green-blue eyes. "They are siblings, as you might have noticed. This is Lady Arwyse of Adrani." A female inclined her head to him in respect and gave him a warm welcoming smile. She had brown hair and dark brown eyes. "Of course, you know Lord Entai of Etrivian." Lord Entai lowered his hood and sneered at him in a Snape-like way. Harry shuddered. He hoped he didn't have to deal with him a lot in the near future. "I am Lord Elsar of Eirith, as you know." He lowered his hood. He had black hair going down just above his shoulders and black eyes glimmering with wisdom and mischief. Harry smirked under his hood, which went by unnoticed by anyone.
"You lead the Lords and Ladies," a voice added. Harry looked out of the corner of his eyes and saw Princess Aurenia staring at them with twinkling eyes. "You are much too modest to admit that, Lord Elsar." Harry could feel Lord Elsar blush, although he could not see it through his own hood. Lord Entai glared at Princess Aurenia, who merely shrugged at him and said, "I only tell the truth, Lord Entai." Harry bit his lip, trying not to laugh at the expression of envy from Lord Entai to Lord Elsar. Lord Elsar smirked at him as if in triumph and chuckled deeply. Harry had his breakfast in the room he realized was equivalent to the Great Hall. However, there were eight tables in this room and this one was twice as large as the Great Hall. It was almost full, but people could still breathe properly. Harry listened in on many conversations, but found he could not understand some. He supposed the language was French or some other European language. It was definitely not English however.
Afterwards, Harry spent the day in his room resting as Princess Aurenia and Lord Elsar suggested him to do. They hinted that he would need the energy for later. He obliged willingly for he was starting to tire. He collapsed on his bed and fell into a dreamless sleep.
End Flashback
"Harry, you were just getting to the good part!" Charlie whined. It was the first time he had spoken in his whole story, but he supposed it was from contemplating all he had told them.
"Why do you have to be so good at these things?" Fred asked in a babyish manner.
"Can't you give us Weasleys a little mercy?" George said, putting a hand to his heart dramatically.
"Alright, alright, I didn't know you were so excited…" Ember said in defeat. He grinned. "But I could do for something to drink…" Ginny slapped him on the back of his head.
"Continue!" Ginny demanded. Elsar mimicked a whipping movement and noise. Ember glared at him, annoyed. Conjuring a drink absentmindedly, he continued…
Flashback
Harry woke and found that it was nearly midnight. He got off the bed and let his mind wander. 'This place seems familiar. Where have I seen it before? Hmm…It all seems like I've been here once before in my life. Wait, what about that portrait? But Princess Aurenia said it was her mother's. Hmm…But what if—' His thoughts were broken when Lord Elsar called out to him, waving a hand softly in front of his face. Harry found himself in a different room than yesterday. This one looked like the Hall of Mirrors from the Palace of Versailles in Muggle France. The ceiling looked like a large window and he found the stars surrounding a full moon. 'Remus…' Harry thought. The full moon was close to being directly above him. He noticed the Lords and Ladies of the court standing about a few feet apart from each other, forming a loose circle around him.
"The time for the ritual is nearing, Lord Elsar," Princess Aurenia told Lord Elsar. The two had been standing side-by-side right in front of Harry. Lord Elsar nodded in response and went forward to Harry, placing a hand on his shoulder. Lord Elsar beckoned him to the center of the large room. "You might want to kneel down, Harry. You will be kneeling in later times of the ritual anyways, so you might as well kneel." Harry did so obediently. Lord Elsar and Princess Aurenia backed away side-by-side two meters away from him. The other Lords and Ladies of the court formed a circle around him next to Princess Aurenia and Lord Elsar. Princess Aurenia started speaking slowly in a language unknown to him.
"En tant que sa soeur et camarade royal, j'accorde mon conseil au prince Ember, également connu sous le nom de Harry James Potter, et également ma fidélité complète," [As his sister and a royal comrade, I grant my council to prince Ember, also known under the name of Harry James Potter, and also my complete loyalty] she said. She looked at him with an emotionless stare, yet with a warm smile. Harry only recognized the word 'ember' and his name, but nothing else. Lord Elsar was next. He too was speaking slowly in a language Harry guessed was French.
"En tant que son parrain et seigneur de sa cour, j'accorde mon conseil au prince Ember, également connu sous le nom de Harry James Potter, et également ma fidélité complète," [As his godfather and a lord of his court, I grant my council to prince Ember, also known under the name of Harry James Potter, and also my complete loyalty.] Lord Elsar said. He looked at him and Harry managed a smile before making his face emotionless and blank. Following Lord Elsar, the other Lords and Ladies spoke slowly as one.
"En tant que les seigneurs et dames de sa cour, nous accordons nos conseils à prince Ember, également connu sous le nom de Harry James Potter, et également notre fidélité complète," [As the lords and ladies of his court, we grant our council to prince Ember, also known under the name of Harry James Potter, and also our complete loyalty.] they said simultaneously. The midnight-moon shone through a circular window at the ceiling. Its shape matched the moon's. Harry glanced upward and got a glimpse of moonlight shining down upon him when he suddenly felt pain. Pain so much like the Cruciatus, yet so unlike it.
As Lord Elsar predicted, he fell to his knees. He was down on all fours breathing heavily in pain. He didn't dare scream in pain. He had trained himself not to in the past and he didn't dare let that training go to waste. He felt a sort of tingle take over his body and he closed his eyes tightly. At first, all he saw was black, obviously because of his eyelids. Then, he began seeing more events…of the past…
It was a bright, sunny day. Harry looked around him and saw a perfect little house in front of him, about the size of Number Four Privet Drive, if not larger. The lawn was perfectly cut, the garden perfectly tended to, yet had an air of messiness. He walked – no, glided – to a nearby window to the house. What he saw was a perfect little family he was expecting.
There was a little baby with black messy hair and emerald green eyes in a crib, being cooed at by a man with jet-black messy hair and hazel eyes and a woman with long auburn hair and emerald green eyes. Harry realized with a pang of pain that this was his family in the past. Harry's eyes filled with tears. He could hear the conversation coming from inside the house through the window.
"James, Harry must visit his home…his real home," his mother told his father. Harry smiled faintly at the sight. James sighed in defeat.
"You've been asking me that for a long time now," James remarked with a small laugh.
"That's because maybe I want you to do it," Lily snapped. James shrugged.
"I'll take him tomorrow, Lils, I promise," James assured his red-haired wife. Lily glared at him doubtingly and sauntered off to the kitchens.
"Don't worry, Harry, I'll show you the way of the Elves," James whispered cooingly to his one-year-old son. Before the vision faded…
He felt many eyes look onto him with confusion and concern. Harry's first thought was, 'I guess this isn't supposed to be happening…' Harry felt the darkness overcome him and he felt a melting sensation, as if blending in with the walls. More visions filled his head. Eventually, he fell into unconsciousness.
End Flashback
"Harry, I told you not to do that anymore!" Ginny yelled, rolling her eyes. Ember shrugged.
"I figured I'd leave out the visions so that you can learn for yourselves what I saw," Ember answered lazily. Everyone, including Elsar and Aure, stared at him in surprise.
"Ember, we didn't plan this," Aure hissed at him.
"They might as well see, Aure," Ember replied softly. Aure agreed reluctantly.
"Y-you mean, we get to go see this err – place?" Charlie asked incredulously.
"Yep! Our lands are called Terredepaix, by the way," Ember informed them.
"Land of Peace?" Hermione asked questioningly. Aure nodded at her approvingly at her bit of knowledge for the language.
"Hey, don't ask me, I didn't name it!" Ember said with a shrug.
"So, skipping over the visions, what else happened?" Bill asked curiously.
"Ah, it was then that Your Highness here," Ember said, pointing to Aure, who blushed, "finally explained to me where the hell I was…"
Flashback
Harry returned to consciousness and found himself in his bed back in the bedroom he had occupied his first morning there. Harry groaned as he felt a tight pain in his back and a pounding headache. His muscles ached like his back did and he found that moving anything else was also very painful. He also found two pairs of eyes staring at him intently. Harry jumped and gave a yelp of surprise, one which he regretted immediately, for his throat was now burning and very dry and also was filled with pain.
"My apologies, Your Majesty," a voice he recognized as Lord Elsar's. "I didn't mean to startle you." Lord Elsar handed him a goblet of water, which he accepted gratefully. After he drank everything in the goblet, his vision and voice cleared up. He noticed Lord Elsar sitting on a wooden chair in front of him with Princess Aurenia sitting on his bed.
"My answers?" Harry asked croakily. Princess Aurenia waved for him to continue. "Where the hell am I? What's an Ayra? What's an Entari? What the hell are you people?" Princess Aurenia let out a laugh. It was a musical laugh, and Harry felt the warmth radiate from it. Lord Elsar looked close to laughing and was shaking softly with mirth.
"I do not know what one would call a 'person', but I assure you that we are inhuman," Princess Aurenia answered. Harry blinked and gaped at her. Inhuman? Lord Elsar was shaking harder. It was much too humorous to hold it in, yet he did so anyways. "I am an Ayra. Lord Elsar here is an Entari."
"What are they?" Harry asked curiously. He leaned back in his pillows and watched them eagerly.
"Ah, there are many things to tell about our race," Princess Aurenia replied. "Elves," Harry's eyes widened at this point, "are split into two…races, you could say. Though we are all elves, we believe in different things. Ayras are the 'Light' Elves. That means they prefer using magic that does not harm another's mind, body, or soul in a life-threatening way. We Ayras also wear bright clothing, mostly of gold and white color, and are like most humans in sleeping during the night and doing their activities in daylight. I believe Lord Elsar can tell you about Entaris." Princess Aurenia looked at said Entari pointedly. Lord Elsar immediately tried to compose himself, but a smile didn't leave his face.
"Entaris are the exact opposite of Ayras," Lord Elsar began. "Entaris are the 'Dark' Elves." Seeing Harry tense, he added quickly, "No, we are not supporters of the Dark Lord. He should be called Evil Lord. They are a disgrace to the word 'dark'. Entaris use all types of magic and, although we do not kill for sport, we do use torturous magic whenever our race is threatened. Entaris wear dark clothing, mostly black, silver, and gold, like the cloak you are wearing. We are what humans would call 'Night Owls'. We opt for sleeping during daylight and doing our activities in the nighttime. Although some Entaris also do some of their activities during daylight, as long as they can survive the Le Soleil Lumineux."
"Err…what is the le sol…err," Harry asked uncertainly.
"The Le Soleil Lumineux is French for 'Bright Sun'," Lord Elsar replied. "Some just call it Lumineux, which means 'bright' in French, for short. Oddly enough, the Elven language is exactly the same as French, although some have never even heard of France. Our second language is English, as you might be able to tell. All of us are taught the two languages as we are growing up."
"Where am I?"
"You are currently in the Royal Castle of the Entaris, in the city of Eirith, the Entari capital," Lord Elsar replied automatically.
"So, why am I here?" Lord Elsar sighed and looked at Princess Aurenia.
End Flashback
"I figured Princess Aurenia and Lord Elsar tell you in person," Ember said with a shrug as he stopped the story. The attention was then turned to Aure and Elsar, who were squirming uncomfortably.
"Ah, well, let's start with Ember's title, shan't we?" Elsar began. Hermione, always the quick-thinker, cut him off.
"Ember, Prince Ember of Eirith, Prince of the Entaris," Hermione recited. Ember looked at her in surprise.
"Very nice, Hermione," Elsar praised. "Let's break it down. Ember. You remember those words that formed on the back of Harry's cloak?" He received nods of affirmation. "That's his Elven name. Everyone has an Elven name. Even you all." He gestured to the Weasley family. "Eirith. Eirith is a…city, you could say, in Terredepaix. It is in the Entari lands. No elf has a last name. They use 'Name' of 'Homeland' as their titles. Sometimes, they add in 'son of' or 'daughter of' to their titles. My full title is Lord Elsar of Eirith, Head Lord of the Royal Court, Military General of the Entari Armies, son of Evedian of Etrivian and Asdereth of Adrani. Evedian was known as Thomas Black and Asdereth was known as Dorothy Black. Asdereth currently has a portrait in here, disgusting woman. I leave out the last part because Evedian and Asdereth were two of the worst Elves of their kind. I'm… very ashamed of them, you could say. They had participated in a rebellion that happened a while ago.
"Now Harry's full title is Prince Ember of Eirith, Prince of the Entaris, son of King Estrian of Eirith and Queen Azurei of Atlantis. Estrian is famous James Potter himself and his wife Azurei is just-as-famous Lily Evans Potter. So, let's see. Ember here, is a Prince, and will be crowned King in… one day, or later, if we are delayed."
"One day?" Mr. Weasley choked.
"Yep, sure am," Ember answered. "They figured that they should have my surrogate family around to see me crowned. I agreed with them. Our kingdom has been in a shambles before I came, and people were trying to claim the throne. Aure here took the throne for both races, as she was the best for the job and is also an heir to either throne she wishes. So, to keep our lands intact, Aure and myself have to be crowned King and Queen as soon as possible."
"What is your full title, Aure?" Mrs. Weasley asked the now uncomfortable Ayra.
"My full title is long, but here is the shortened version: Princess Aurenia of Atlantis, Princess of the Ayras, daughter of King Estrian of Eirith and Queen Azurei of Atlantis, sister of Prince Ember of Eirith," Aure answered. She turned to Ember, "You forgot that last part, Ember." Ember shrugged nonchalantly.
"I think we should leave them to mull over all of this," Elsar muttered in Ember's ear. Ember nodded and shared a look with Aure. Said Ayra agreed and the three of them walked out of the room silently. Elsar and Ember each grabbed hold of Ayra's arms and the three elves Melted in with the shadows of the night.
"Ron," Ginny said hoarsely. Ron turned to her with a shocked look on his face. "Catch me."
"Why?"
"This is why." Ginny fainted into Ron's arms.
"For once, I agree with Ginny." Ron leaned back on the chair he was sitting in and stared straight ahead of him with wide eyes, rocking back and forth as if insane.
"These surprises have got to stop," Mr. Weasley remarked. "I'm going to lose all my hairs worrying about that young man."
"Dad, I'm not as old as you, but I agree," said Charlie. Dumbledore smiled at the lot of them and followed the trio's example and walked out of the room.
"Can't wait to see Terredepaix again, Harry, or should I say, Prince Ember," Dumbledore muttered to himself before checking on Severus Snape. "Severus, you're going to have the biggest surprise waiting for you when you wake up. I don't think it'll be a good one in your opinion though. You'll be seeing more of your cousin in the near future."
Edited on: June 3, 2004; July 11, 2004; and July 20, 2004
Pronunciations, People, and Places:
Entai – [EN-tie {as in bowtie}] – the Snape-look-a-like, who is also a Court Lord, from Etrivian. He also rules the North Eastern quarter of Terredepaix.
Enral – [EN-rol {rhymes with brawl}] – Court Lord from Ethain. He also rules the North Western quarter of Terredepaix and is the twin brother of Azra. Twins are in abundance in Terredepaix.
Ethain – [ee-THAYN] – a western Entari region. It borders the sea on the west side, Ariës {a Ayran country} on the south side, Extrendique on the east side, and Efrek on the north side. Lord Quent rules over it, and it is also part of the group of regions ruled by Lord Enral. Lord Enral himself was born in this region.
Azra – [AZ-rah] – Court Lady from Aladei. She also rules the South Western quarter of Terredepaix and is the twin sister of Ethain.
Aladei – [ah-la-DAY {as in "Have a good day."}] – a southwestern region. It borders the sea on the south side, Amber on the east side, Anrion and Altheä on the north, and Akorkiän and Arakenle on the west side. Lady Thoruntu rules over it, and it is also part of the group of regions ruled by Lady Azra. Lady Azra was born in Ethain, but was raised in Aladei.
Arwyse – [arr-WIH-see] – Court Lady from Adrani. She also rules the South Eastern quarter of Terredepaix.
Adrani – [ad-RAH-nih] – a region just south of Atlantis. It borders Hanna and Anrion to the west, Amber and Arios to the south, and Adhirin and Apmed to the east. Lady Vyent rules over it, and it is also a part of the group of regions ruled by Lady Arwyse. Lady Arwyse herself and Asdereth were born in this region.
Etrivian – [eh-TRIV-ee-yan] – a northeastern region. It borders Eometise on the west, Epcoëtt and Elgion on the south, and the sea on the north and east side. Lord Jinneque rules over it, and it is also a part of the group of regions ruled over by Lord Entai. Lord Entai himself and Evendian were born in this region.
Terredepaix – means 'Land of Peace' in the Elven language, which is equivalent to the French language. A continent of Elves high up in the clouds, disguised as a huge looming cloud itself. It is currently ruled over by Prince Ember and Princess Aurenia, who are soon to be crowned King and Queen over the entire continent. The kingdom regions of Terredepaix are Eirith and Atlantis. These regions are exactly in the middle of Terredepaix. The Royal Family heirs and heiresses are always born in Eirith or Atlantis.
Evedian – [eh-veh-DEE-yan] – the father of Lord Elsar. He is also known as Thomas Black, father or Regulus and Sirius Black and husband of Asdereth. {Note: Regulus Black is only a wizard. He did inherit the powers of an Entari, but was never taught on how to control it.}
Asdereth – [AZ-deh-reth-] – the mother of Lord Elsar. She is also known as Dorothy Black, mother of Regulus and Sirius Black and wife of Evedian. She is one of the few female Entaris. She was originally an Ayra, but turned into an Entari later in life.
Azurei – [AH-zuh-ray] – the late Queen of the Elves. She is the mother of Prince Ember and Princess Aurenia. She is also known as Lily Evans Potter, mother of Harry and Delayna Potter. She is also the wife of King Estrian. She was originally from the line of the Vaque Healers, some of the best Healers in Terredepaix and Earth.
Estrian – [ES-tri-yan] – the late King of the Elves. He is the father of Prince Ember and Princess Aurenia. He is also known as James Potter, father of Harry and Delayna Potter. He is also the husband of Queen Azurei. He is originally from the line of Royals and was a Prince before gaining the King's throne after his father's, King Evynoth's, death.
I got some help from my friend, Ana, with the French. If I happen to have the French completely wrong, please let me know, even if I miss a word or two. Thank you, Naia, for pointing out the little grammar mistakes in the French. Ana is fluent in English and French, but her grammar isn't that good in both languages. Let me know if I made a mistake in a review or e-mail me at Please put 'FRENCH MISTAKES – TWOW CHAPTER FOUR' in the subject if you are e-mailing me about it.
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